The Badboy Bully Is My Alpha Mate
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Introduction
"How?"
"It’s easy. Be my girlfriend."
"Like a fake girlfriend?"
"Yeah, that. Your presence is gonna keep those bitches away and I get to keep your bullies away. Problem solved."
When the school's bad boy proposes an enticing offer to the school’s nerd, it feels like the perfect plan at the moment. She becomes his fake girlfriend, resolving his chaotic sexual life, and he gets to defend her from her bullies.
A fantastic plan, with zero loopholes. But what happens when the desires and sentiments set in between them? Do they make a plan out of that too, or are they trapped for life?
Can they find a common ground to groom these intense feelings in a Pack where hierarchy rules, forbidding them from being together? Or would they have to let go of each other?
Chapter 1
SKYLAR
"Go kiss that disgusting geezer ogling at us and we’ll give you back your notebook. No kidding this time. We swear!" Giselle shrieked over the loud music, placing a hand on her chest, and her minions nodded robotically in agreement. She burped wildly, a huge sign that the booze was finally sinking in.
I was a tad away from breaking down. Dealing with bullies since I got into high school has been the most traumatic experience of my life.
Giselle and her minions go out of their way each day to make my miserable life even more miserable. Seizing my notebook in school today, right after they bashed my head against the wall, marked today as one of the worst days of my life. As usual, they left me their notes forcing me to do their homework, and in exchange, they would give back mine.
The homework was worth 60 marks and losing it would be a huge taint on my straight-A reputation, so of course, I accepted. I got home early and finished it up. My head had hurt the whole time from hitting the wall hard, but I ignored the pain, determined to get done with their homework.
Giselle had dropped her number with me so I could call her to come pick up their notes when I was done, and of course, bring mine. But that was when everything went south.
First, she made me come to such a wild nightclub as this. They made fun of my tacky clothes when I arrived, and had the clubbers join in mocking me. Then they made me drink something yellowish with a pungent smell and awful taste, and now they were making me go kiss a random guy.
More like a man, he was about my father’s age. What was he doing here anyway? Didn’t he have a family to take care of? And what, kiss him? I haven’t ever kissed a guy. I’d be damned to lose my first kiss to him. It was something I was reserving for my fated mate.
"Skylar!" Giselle snapped a finger in my face. She swerved lightly, but her minions held her hands to maintain her balance. The girl was tipsy as hell. "What are you waiting for? Get going." She gave me a slight push but that was as far as I could go,
Giselle and her minions have made me do a lot of nasty and unconventional things, contradicting my principles, morals, and uptight personality.
Like when they made me steal a test answer sheet for them, and lie to teachers countless times, and tonight, I had to sneak out of the house to be here. I have a 9. pm curfew, so asking my parents for permission to leave was worthless because they wouldn’t grant it. Where would I tell them I was going by a little after 11?
The bottom line is, I’ve done a lot of crazy ass things because of them, but kissing a man thrice my age was on a different level. I couldn’t do it.
"Get your ass over to him right now, or you’ll have to say goodbye to your notebook!" Giselle took out my book, placed it on their table, and aimed her glass of whatever on it.
"No, please!" A couple of heads turned in my direction but I couldn’t care less. "Please don’t ruin my notebook." Tears fell from my eyes.
"Then go kiss the man, Skylar. It’s that simple."
I turned in the direction of the man and he had a stripper, straddling him, and bouncing off his dick that was sticking out of his fly. I guess she was naked underneath that little skirt she was putting on with a tiny, lacy bra.
Her happy shrieks looked more maniac than normal and the man’s grunts sounded like a bull’s. And the fact that no one was paying attention to them made me realize open sex must be a norm around here. Gross!
How do I disrupt that and make him kiss me? How do I even hold down my retch and kiss such a man? God, I would do anything else but that. Groveling. Get beaten, anything else.
"Gosh, I hate this night!" Giselle shrieked, startling me. I glanced around in dread but thank goddess it wasn’t about me. She looked red with anger, but something else seemed to have gotten on her nerves.
"You said he was gonna be here, right? Well, where is he? You dumb bitch!" She threw the drink on one of her minions. Gina.
Gina quickly dropped to her knees, regardless of how soaked she was. "I’m sorry, Skylar, but I didn't lie about what I said. He comes here almost every night. I got the information from a valid source."
"Both you and your source are so fucking useless!" Giselle shrieked again, spilling another drink on Gina. The other minions gasped but they couldn’t stop her. It was impossible to control Giselle’s rage.
"I got dolled up because I thought I’d be meeting him here. Now I look so fucking stupid for believing your lying, bitchy ass!"
"Please, forgive me, Giselle." Gina repeatedly said, rubbing her hands together apologetically. She was a pathetic sight.
"Skylar!"
"I’m going!" I resumed walking, trembling at the fact that her attention was now back on me. A few drops of tears were the only way I could show my despair. I was in a sickening dilemma and there seemed to be no way out.
Getting closer to them, the stripper got off him and whispered something in his ears. He grinned and swatted her as she strutted off. Now he was alone. Big relief! Still, how do I initiate the kiss?
I said a couple of prayers as I got closer. But out of the blue, a hand grabbed me from behind, spinning me around. Met by a strange face…hold on a second! My jaw dropped as I finally recognized the face.
It wasn’t a strange face. I knew that face, but why was he holding my hand? Why was he even standing next to me? It’s never happened before.
"What took you so long, babe?"
My eyes dilated at his words which made zero sense. Still not over the shock of what was happening, he put a hand around my waist, pulled my pale body closer, and seized my lips in a kiss.
Holy fuck!
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